Studio recital was a success, I think. We wore tie-dye and beads and bellbottoms, we projected images of 1968 on the wall before each section, and we sang songs of war, protest, flowers, altered states, the times, love, and peace. We all sat on the stage on pillows and rugs around the piano, watching each other sing. I think they liked it. It was fun.
Stephan took me to get celebratory pie, and we discussed how happy we were.
Perhaps I will go to the Angelika tonight.
Stephan took me to get celebratory pie, and we discussed how happy we were.
Perhaps I will go to the Angelika tonight.
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